I Can Upgrade My Talent Infinitely

Chapter 281 - 247: Seven-Star Talent (Part 2)

Smoke Cloud Peak, inside Smoke Cloud Pavilion.

Today, Fang Yun happened to be free, so everyone had gathered here for a small get-together to enjoy some Spiritual Food.

The main purpose of this gathering was to celebrate Jiang Yan’s breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

As the celebration went on, Jiang Yan couldn’t help but bring the topic around to Alchemy.

Fortunately, there were two other Alchemy Masters at the table who could chat with him about it.

As the topic was winding down, Jiang Yan sought Fang Yun’s help.

"Senior Brother Fang, can you help me quickly learn to refine Second Tier pills?" Jiang Yan felt that after reaching Foundation Establishment, Dan Cloud Peak seemed to have even more restrictions on him.

"I can’t." Fang Yun shook his head directly. "At the end of the day, I’m an Elder of Artifact Casting Peak, not an Elder of Dan Cloud Peak."

Currently, Fang Yun held a great deal of power within Dan Cloud Peak.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t use his power, but rather that it would be inappropriate to do so.

If he were to use it, especially for Jiang Yan’s sake, it could very well trigger a series of chain reactions.

"Senior Sister Song." Jiang Yan looked at Song Qiaoqiao, who was sitting next to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun wasn’t an Elder of Dan Cloud Peak, but Song Qiaoqiao definitely was an Elder of Alchemy there.

By now, Jiang Yan had a pretty good understanding of the power dynamics within Dan Cloud Peak. In terms of influence alone, Song Qiaoqiao’s standing in Dan Cloud Peak had already surpassed that of his master, He Jiawen.

"Junior Brother Jiang, your situation is complicated." Song Qiaoqiao also shook her head, just like Fang Yun.

If Fang Yun were willing to help Jiang Yan, she would have supported him wholeheartedly.

But since Fang Yun had refused, she would refuse as well.

Just as Jiang Yan was about to say something, Fang Yun spoke first.

"Junior Brother Jiang, your situation is rather unique. It’s difficult for any of us to help you unless you take the initiative to change."

"You have great Alchemy Talent, but you have too many ideas. The Spirit Medicine used for refining Tier One pills can still withstand your consumption, but the Spirit Medicine for Second Tier pills cannot. Even a Three-Core Spirit Flower, which has a relatively short growth period, takes twelve years to mature."

For Jiang Yan at his current stage, having too many ideas was not a good thing.

Many of the Pill Formulas within the Celestial Cloud Sect were already the result of numerous improvements, incorporating the experience of many predecessors.

Under these circumstances, trying to improve the pills further would be extremely difficult.

If new Spirit Medicine were discovered and new pills were created, then the situation would be different.

Take Fang Yun himself, for example. He currently had no intention of creating new pills. Such inventions would have to wait until he possessed multiple types of mutated Spirit Medicine. That was something for later; for now, his Planting Talent had to be temporarily set aside.

"Junior Brother Fang is right." Wu Junxin quickly agreed with Fang Yun’s point of view.

’He’d long felt that Jiang Yan needed to change his ways.’

He had only said this once before being shut down by Jiang Yan, who retorted with something along the lines of, "Do you understand pills, or do I?" This left him speechless.

He had never refined pills, so he had no rebuttal to that.

"First, do as your master said. Wait until you can perfectly refine seven types of Tier One pills. Junior Brother Jiang, I believe in your talent. As long as you rein in your ideas a bit, you’ll be able to reach this goal quickly."

Jiang Yan was already in the Foundation Establishment Stage. A Foundation Establishment Cultivator refining Tier One pills already had a significant advantage.

With his higher Realm and excellent talent, if Jiang Yan just got serious and focused on the task, he could definitely achieve the goal easily in less than two years.

Seeing Jiang Yan lost in thought, Fang Yun added one more thing.

"Only by completing this task seriously and quickly will you be able to exercise your creativity later. Otherwise, anyone will be able to set limits on you."

"Okay." Jiang Yan took a deep breath. "I understand."

Fang Yun’s advice had been very effective for him.

Jiang Yan held Fang Yun’s Alchemy Talent in high regard.

In front of Fang Yun, none of his own outstanding qualities gave him an edge, especially his Alchemy Talent, which he was so proud of. Compared to Fang Yun, he still had a ways to go.

’He had always believed that if Fang Yun was just willing to think more about Alchemy, there would be even more possibilities. But Fang Yun, more often than not, stuck to the rules.’

At this very moment, Jiang Yan understood something.

’If I want to change Fang Yun’s way of thinking, I have to make a breakthrough myself instead of just carrying on like this.’

’Maybe one day in the future, when I can refine even better Second Tier pills, Fang Yun’s ideas will change and become like mine.’

With Jiang Yan’s acceptance, the topic of Alchemy came to a close. The subsequent conversation turned to daily matters and the current situation both inside and outside the sect.

The external environment, in particular, was a major topic of discussion among many of the Elders.

The number of Foundation Establishment Demons within the sect’s Earth Realm had increased, and Foundation Establishment Level battles had become more frequent. However, up to this point, no Foundation Establishment-level power had been subjected to a large-scale attack.

Only when such a situation occurred would corresponding support missions be issued.

These were precisely the types of missions Fang Yun wanted, as they would give him more opportunities to kill Foundation Establishment Demons.

After this gathering, Jiang Yan became much more disciplined when it came to refining pills.

When He Jiawen learned the reason for this, he even made a special point of thanking Fang Yun.

「By the end of the month.」

「Night fell.」

Inside his residence, Fang Yun was flipping through a book, waiting for the next month to arrive.

The moment the first day of the ninth month arrived, Fang Yun immediately closed his book and opened the light screen.

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Refining 1 Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact, Earth Yellow Sword: +11,258 Talent Points

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Sect Influence: 66%

Talent Point Bonus: 378%

Settlement: +127,512 Talent Points

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At the beginning of last month, after gathering all the Spiritual Materials, Fang Yun had refined another Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact for himself: an Earth Yellow Sword.

For this refinement, he pushed the Spiritual Materials to their absolute limit and only barely managed to craft an Earth Yellow Sword with six Spirit Patterns.

Refining a Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact with six Spirit Patterns could yield a base of between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand Talent Points.

This was the pattern Fang Yun had figured out for gaining Talent Points in Artifact Refining.

Judging from the Talent Points gained from this Earth Yellow Sword, it was on the lower end among Middle Grade Spiritual Artifacts with six Spirit Patterns.

However, among Middle Grade Spiritual Artifacts in general, one with six Spirit Patterns was definitely considered top-tier.

Right now, Fang Yun had a total of two Middle Grade Earth Yellow Swords. Besides the one with six Spirit Patterns he had just refined last month, he also had one with five Spirit Patterns.

As for Spiritual Artifact-level Earth Yellow Swords, he now had five in total, with three of them being Lower Grade.

As for Upper Grade Spiritual Artifacts, he was still in the process of collecting the Spiritual Materials.

Compared to the other Elders, being an Elder of Artifact Casting Peak already gave him a great advantage in collecting Spiritual Materials. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have eight Attack Spiritual Artifacts right now.

Five Earth Yellow Swords and three Demon-slaying Swords.

He had already tested it. With the boost from his five-star Combat Talent, he could control all eight Spiritual Artifacts with ease, even without imbuing them with his Divine Sense.

Although he was only in the early Foundation Establishment Stage, many in the Late-stage Foundation Establishment were already no match for him.

At present, besides himself, no one truly knew the extent of his real strength.

After the Talent Point settlement at the beginning of the month, Fang Yun quickly went to the Life Talent interface.

His Alchemy Talent, the closest to becoming a seven-star talent, needed another two hundred thirty-six talent fragments to upgrade.

Without much hesitation, Fang Yun directly initiated one thousand two hundred and seventy-five draws for Life Talents.

’The overflow doesn’t matter,’ he thought. ’The Life Talents will need to be upgraded to eight stars eventually anyway. The most important thing is upgrading them now, so there’s no reason to feel bad about it.’

Alchemy Talent Fragments *431

Artifact Refining Talent Fragments *418

Planting Talent Fragments *426

The moment the Life Talent draws were completed, all of his Life Talents were upgraded.

The wonderful sensations stacked on top of each other. With his six-star talents upgrading to seven-star, the entire process was intensely pleasant.

After the talent upgrades, the Life interface displayed the following:

Alchemy Talent ★★★★★★★ (196/362,880)

Artifact Refining Talent ★★★★★★★ (133/362,880)

Planting Talent ★★★★★★★ (101/362,880)

Fang Yun looked at his current Life Talent interface. To upgrade each Life Talent from seven stars to eight stars required over three hundred and sixty thousand talent fragments.

Converted into Talent Points, that was over thirty-six million points.

To upgrade all his Life Talents to eight stars would require close to one hundred and ten million points.

Calculating based on an average of one hundred thousand Talent Points per month, it would take roughly one thousand one hundred months.

As Fang Yun did a rough calculation in his head, he couldn’t help but mutter.

"About ninety years."